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Chapter 20 by Sozka14

How do they treat her this time?

She gets what she asked for

The roegadyn hands wasted no time and picked her up, carrying her over towards the pool at the base of the waterfall. Lassi's eyes followed them the whole way, her hand never left her waistband. The Viera's hands approached her as Neisa was carried, and they reached down and cupped her chin. They pushed a thumb into her open and panting mouth and pressed on her tongue. Lassi gazed up at the empty space, imagining the Viera looking down on her with what? Would it be disapproval, love, lust? She didnt know but imagined each with growing lust of her own. They let her chin go, but reached down and pulled up her top roughly, before snapping and pointing at her.

Lassi was momentarily confused, and then shrieked as she felt a pair of clawed hands grasp her revealed breasts from behind.

Meanwhile Neisa had been carried over straight to the waterfall, the enormous Roegadyn stood nearly waist deep in the cool water. He had shifted his hold on Neisa as he walked, now carrying her by her toned thighs, leaving her sat in his grip with legs spread wide and completely open. The last barrier between her and total exposure remained a scandalous black thong, soaked through in stream water and her own love. As she squirmed in his hold she couldnt ignore the constant press of a rock hard pole sticking into her ass, strangely lukewarm. The ghost held her facing the rushing water and waited, until the Viera's hands caught up with them, having left the Miqote hands to deal with M'Lassi.

Neisa watched as the Viera ghost stepped straight into the waterfall, the pool of water coming up to her waist. The water flowed over her form and her lower half formed a void in the water allowing Neisa to get a very good idea of her proportions. A slender hourglass figure with good muscle tone, generous boobs capped with large nipples. She turned to face Neisa and beckoned them closer. The Roe hands approached a few steps, stopping short of shoving Neisa straight under the water, but close enough that she felt a cool mist descend over her whole front. She gasped at the slight chill as her already stiff nipples tightened further causing the glittering gold to stand out on her chest.

The viera reached out, cool water flowing over her arm and placed her index finger on Neisa's belly. She gasped as the cold water flowed from the ghosts hand and over her skin in little rivulets. The ghost traced over her belly in wide swirling patterns, spreading a chilled trail over her skin that evaporated under her own rising heat. The finger traced higher, a nail found the base of her right breast and traced up. Neisa's eyes fluttered closed as the cool point drew little winding patterns on her flesh before finally finding the way to her nipple.

The cool nails circled the already stiff peak in several spirals before lifting to push against its center. The sensation of the cool water running over and off her nipple drew a shivering gasp from her mouth. Then the ghost changed tack, and grasped the golden ring piercing between thumb and forefinger before slowly twisting it.

Neisa let out a pained moan and looked down at her twisted peak as the hand slowly pulled on the ring until her breast was pulled taut. She whimpered at the confusing mix of pain and pleasure while the cool water running down the ghost's arm sharpened every sensation. The hand gave a final tug and let the ring slip from its grasp, before delivering a sharp slap to the side of her tit. A yelp left Neisa's mouth before she gasped sharply again as the other hand tugged at her other piercing.

As Neisa lay writhing in the giant hand's grasp, Lassi fared no better. Down on all fours the clawed hands had helped themselves to her assets, red marks covered her bare skin from the ghostly miqote's overzealous claw usage. While she still technically wore her top, pulled up over her modest chest, her shorts were shredded and panties pulled to the side. The hands took advantage, one groping at her chest, while the other played with her pussy. Her eyes squeezed shut as she listened to Neisa's gasps and squeals and she teetered on the edge of release, while the claws just kept teasing her.

How much can they take?

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